Thursday
27th June
It’s not really Thursday yet…maybe I am lying like KRudd...
We are at the Marthakal Motel, in an almost
empty dining room. Pete and a nice
social worker bloke called Bill are in comfy chairs watching the State of
Origin, with great gusto. The TV is
unreliable and occasionally goes all dotty and…there is no sound.
I have with me my computer and phone and a
charger or two so I am plugged in to power points, charging away very happily.
On the way we turned back to look at 2XS
from the dinghy.
Oh the prettiness!!
Bill asked if we had walked up from the
beach. Significant intake of
breath. Be careful of the dogs, on your way back. I can’t imagine a dog not immediately obeying
Captain Pete with his big stern voice, so I am sure all will be well…
We have also been treated to scenes of
total carnage on TV news. Salivating
reporters…don’t they just love a bloodbath???
KRudd is back!!! Last I heard he
was saying never EVER. Oh deary me….
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